Category Archives: eX-files

enter The Mercenary…

Posted on March 28, 2012 by

…and cue Die Antwoord’s Enter The Ninja. Now would be an awfully appropriate time to get back to those eX-files. Especially since life imitates art as the swirling mess that is the male midlife crisis plays itself out yet again. … Continue reading →

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let’s los Loki…

Posted on November 18, 2011 by

  We dealt with the disastrous demise of The Drama Queen a while back. I was a bloody mess: I cried almost all the time and my family, unused as they were to me in perpetual tears, started to consider … Continue reading →

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curtain call: Drama Queen…

Posted on November 1, 2011 by

Given the direction he’s generally headed, ‘curtains!’ would probably be more apt when discussing this eX.  But since I promised you a rose garden (or something like that), let’s get through ‘em thorns… If you remember, I’d just been seduced … Continue reading →

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graphically speaking…

Posted on October 17, 2011 by

One thing about Dax, he did love graphs. Which is funny when you consider he’s a hippy and supposed spiritual ‘guru’ (anyone spell I-R-O-N-Y?). But he did qualify as a engineer once so I think his brain’s naturally partial to … Continue reading →

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the curse…

Posted on October 16, 2011 by

Me and the pimp mobile hit the road up the West Coast this week to meet up with Ma Nguni and The Bee Whisperer (tale to follow). Which meant I got ample opportunity to spin some tunes as we sped … Continue reading →

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lights, camera: Drama Queen!

Posted on October 7, 2011 by

Time to get back to a particularly putrid part of my dismal Dating Past (whilst we conveniently overlook the Dated Present). Well, not so much dating as relational hell. Which, it appears, I’ve a queer knack for f*cking up monumentally … Continue reading →

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Dr McPolar: going down…

Posted on September 5, 2011 by

… part two After a somewhat ‘fateful’ beginning, I started to believe: yes, just maybe this was a good thing. Highly sceptical at the start, I waged a little internal war, arguing logically that although he was far from what … Continue reading →

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eX-file: Dr McPolar

Posted on September 1, 2011 by

… an act in two parts The Players have been introduced and we’ve already started sauntering down memory lane with the help of some soundtracks but it’s probably time to give you a little more background info on these phenomenal … Continue reading →

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breaking free…

Posted on August 29, 2011 by

Sometimes the toughest lessons are the very ones which set you free. Which is why I’m ultimately grateful to those who’ve passed through my life painfully – in their wake is a precious learning, some strange reclamation of who I … Continue reading →

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end games…

Posted on August 27, 2011 by

So, last proper eX-files post was about the first Player, Dr McPolar and how he features in my musical memory as it were (anyone remember the song for the gamely ginja’s? Memory jog: Mumford and Son’s Little Lion Man). Next up: The Drama Queen … Continue reading →

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